HER motorcycle diaries
BAD.
revision circuit. E-brake. bike #12. my previous couple of E-brakes were pretty shitty, so i tried again. i went after a pract 8 guy, and before another pract 8 guy. there were no instructors cos it was warmup je, and no pract 4 or whatever. i was looking infront, elbows locked and all that, but i still flew off my bike and landed sprawled on my right front-side down, my face banging into the tyres on the right side. my bike was still running, lying on its right. i sat dazed for a second or so, then realised i was at the E-brake. so i quickly got up, and tried to figure out a way to lift my bike all by myself. i was drenched. both legs, and my front, and a little of my sleeve. i managed to lift up my bike, and then i looked up to see this nice 2A/2 guy [more of a man, actually. but he's nice.] walking towards me from where he'd parked his bike under the pohon beringin [or whatever tree it is]. he was SO nice, and concerned, and helpful, and he helped me push my bike out of the E-brake, and told me to tell an instructor about my fall and stuff.
well i didn't want to, but he went and told the instructor after all! so edmund tan came and made me park my bike [which i was gonna do anyway] so he could like, dress my wounds or whatever. i just had a couple of minor cuts--one on my left palm, the other was this painful thing on my stomach, left side. when edmund tried to clean it, i started to run backwards away from him. haha! anyway i got cleaned up, and i went back to the scene of the crime. thankfully, no more falls, but i was still completely and utterly demoralized, not to mention wet, so i finished up early and sat stoning at the waiting area.
pract 8 was fine, until i mounted the fucking kerb at figure 8, which resulted in me closing my eyes momentarily in frustration, which made me do a wide turn out. sial ah. then i was doing fine for plank until i ran off in the last 0.5 m. macam sial. juwakhir was quite sad too. then i was pillioned by this nice, sweet tudunged girl [with a nose stud], amira.
half as many points, btw. twice the number of immediate failures.
and i left CDC realising that the fall did more damage than i'd initially thought. i think i knocked out my back/spine or smthg, cos every time i move, my back/neck hurts. plus i reached home and found out that i'd bruised my jaw too.
GOD. can you imagine if there'd been no tyres? okay i won't think about it.
[mangledfacemangledfacemangledface.]
not thinking about it.
i'm seriously considering asking my mom to give me her blessings. cos i can't carry on like this.
Norainne at 7:17 pm
revision circuit. E-brake. bike #12. my previous couple of E-brakes were pretty shitty, so i tried again. i went after a pract 8 guy, and before another pract 8 guy. there were no instructors cos it was warmup je, and no pract 4 or whatever. i was looking infront, elbows locked and all that, but i still flew off my bike and landed sprawled on my right front-side down, my face banging into the tyres on the right side. my bike was still running, lying on its right. i sat dazed for a second or so, then realised i was at the E-brake. so i quickly got up, and tried to figure out a way to lift my bike all by myself. i was drenched. both legs, and my front, and a little of my sleeve. i managed to lift up my bike, and then i looked up to see this nice 2A/2 guy [more of a man, actually. but he's nice.] walking towards me from where he'd parked his bike under the pohon beringin [or whatever tree it is]. he was SO nice, and concerned, and helpful, and he helped me push my bike out of the E-brake, and told me to tell an instructor about my fall and stuff.
well i didn't want to, but he went and told the instructor after all! so edmund tan came and made me park my bike [which i was gonna do anyway] so he could like, dress my wounds or whatever. i just had a couple of minor cuts--one on my left palm, the other was this painful thing on my stomach, left side. when edmund tried to clean it, i started to run backwards away from him. haha! anyway i got cleaned up, and i went back to the scene of the crime. thankfully, no more falls, but i was still completely and utterly demoralized, not to mention wet, so i finished up early and sat stoning at the waiting area.
pract 8 was fine, until i mounted the fucking kerb at figure 8, which resulted in me closing my eyes momentarily in frustration, which made me do a wide turn out. sial ah. then i was doing fine for plank until i ran off in the last 0.5 m. macam sial. juwakhir was quite sad too. then i was pillioned by this nice, sweet tudunged girl [with a nose stud], amira.
half as many points, btw. twice the number of immediate failures.
and i left CDC realising that the fall did more damage than i'd initially thought. i think i knocked out my back/spine or smthg, cos every time i move, my back/neck hurts. plus i reached home and found out that i'd bruised my jaw too.
GOD. can you imagine if there'd been no tyres? okay i won't think about it.
[mangledfacemangledfacemangledface.]
not thinking about it.
i'm seriously considering asking my mom to give me her blessings. cos i can't carry on like this.
Norainne at 7:17 pm
